Frank Zappa - Hungry Freaks, Daddy lyrics

Ray collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)<br>Jimmy carl black (drums)<br>Roy estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano)<br>Elliot ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar)<br><br>Mr. america, walk on by your schools that do not teach<br>Mr. america, walk on by the minds that won't be reached<br>Mr. america try to hide the emptiness that's you inside<br>But once you find that the way you lied<br>And all the corny tricks you tried<br>Will not forestall the rising tide of hungry freaks daddy!<br><br>They won't go on four no more<br>Great mid-western hardware store<br>Philosophy that turns away<br>From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds<br>The left behinds of the great society<br><br>Hungry freaks, daddy!<br><br>Mr. america, walk on by your supermarket dream<br>Mr. america, walk on by the liquor store supreme<br>Mr. america try to hide the product of your savage pride<br>The useful minds that it denied<br>The day you shrugged and stepped aside<br>You saw their clothes, and then you cried,<br>Those hungry freaks, daddy!<br><br>They won't go on four no more<br>Great mid-western hardware store<br>Philosophy that turns away<br>From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds<br>The left behinds of the great society